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think-through-pen · 7 months
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Dear Diary,
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I am not yet ready to read some Urdu, Persian and Arabic poets. They incite in me an ocean that cannot be calmed by a splashing current of lava, or colossal icebergs blocking the way. I write even after the paper has run out of pages, spilling on the table to the ground as I fumble around—gasp to find English words to just describe how I felt. I am so incompetent. I run out of tears but my heart still sobs.
This is why I prefer to read Urdu, so I can write a refined English poem which is, maybe, equivalent to one line of an Urdu poem.
Yours Wounded,
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thepoetesss · 7 months
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I LOVED YOU BECAUSE YOU WERE DIFFERENT WHY DID YOU BECOME LIKE THEM?
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harf-e-kun · 9 months
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Dear Firdous,
Thank you for making me realize that sometimes in life, listening to our hunches lead us to situations jahan hamare apne faisle hamare samne aankh dikha kar khade ho jaate hain, but they eventually lead us to most beautiful destinations.
That sometimes, things don't go the way we want, but destiny always leads us to places where we are needed the most.
Thank you for giving me confidence to follow my dream and intuitions. Thank you for making me believe in my higher self.
Thank you for being my Teacher - inspiration --- for teaching me the most important lesson of this journey that 'why parents are called first teacher and that every and that every teacher has to become a parent to his/her students'.
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edmyfluffybear · 2 years
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Speak up, for your lips are not sealed
And your words are still your own.
This upright body is yours:
Speak, while your soul is still your own.
Look there, in that smithy;
Its red oven, fierce flames,
The padlocks are already opening their mouths
And each fetter is skirting around.
Speak up now, for time's running out.
Before your body and mind fade away,
Tell us, for truth is not yet dead.
Speak
Whatever you have to say!
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feelinhnostalgia · 2 years
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"I hope and pray I'm not someone's crush"
— I don't want to break your heart
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unabashedgalaxylady · 2 years
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Meri Yaad Mein Tu
Mene her din teri yaad mein nikhala hai
Is aas se ki tu mujhe ek din zarrooor mile gai
Per Jante hue ki mein teri kabhi nhi ho skti
tabhi shyd teri yaad mein mene her din nikale hai
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avrup-ankia · 2 years
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jab tune pucha chaand meri tarha dikhta hai kya aaj bhi Jaana Uske tufail me samajh lete hai tujhe dekh liya aaj bhi teri yaad ke zakhm mitaane … wo hi to hota hai Jaana jab tu nahi hota .. wo hi to hota hai
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alanyaa · 2 years
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Teri kami ka ahsaas hai mujhe,
Par fir bhi teri yaadon me mein khush hu...
Tu bastaa hai mere dil-o-zehan me,
Mujhe zarurat nahi tujhe kahi bhi dhundhane ki,
Tu rehata hai mere har ahsaas me,
Tujhe zarurat nahi mere sang hone ki,
Tujhe chupaya hai in aankho me,
Bas usi me mein khush hu,
Teri kami ka ahsaas hai mujhe,
Par fir bhi teri yaadon me mein khush hu...
Tu dur hai mujhse kisne kaha,
Aa kar dekh le har baat me meri zikr hai tera,
Fasale hai tere mere bich aaj,
Par raahe teri meri naa kabhi thi juda,
Kabhi tujhe mene apnaa banaya tha,
Tujhe mene paya tha, bas usi me mein khush hu,
Teri kami ka ahsaas hai mujhe, Par fir bhi teri yaadon me mein khush hu...
Teri kami ka ahsaas hai mujhe, Par fir bhi teri yaadon me mein khush hu...
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erieautumnskies · 7 months
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(This will be constantly updated!)
About Me:
My name is Claire but you can call me Eri or Echo! I go by they/them pronouns (also found in my bio). I'm an 18 year old based in the United States.
Since I was young, art and writing have played a major role in my life. Hense, it has been a passion of mine that I'm endlessly turning back to. I'm currently studying creative writing, book publishing, and graphic design online; later hoping to study art history and print production. If I could, I'd indulge in every form of art that there is. I deeply enjoy helping other indie writers and creatives alike out in their journey, from ARC reading to showcasing their small business'!
To date, my poetry has been published in nearly 50 magazines and lit journals across the globe. I plan on releasing 4+ poetry/prose chapbooks, so keep an eye out for any updates regarding them! Moreover, I'm in the process of writing a few novels in an array of genres, sneak peaks of the stories may be shone!
You can find out more about me on my Website as well as on Instagram, Pinterest, and Spotify.
Languages I know: English (native), Vietnamese, Thai, Norwegian, Irish, Japanese, Hebrew, Czech, Indonesian, Hungarian, Hindi, Finnish, Ukrainian, Italian, Icelandic, Arabic, French, Malayalam, Swahili, and Swedish.
Languages learning: ASL, Korean, Mandarin, Urdu and Spanish.
Some of my favorite things: Rainy days, any kind of tea, flowers, exploring, the night sky, sunsets/sunrises, bookstores, cozy coffeeshops, nature walks, old books, sweaters, making art, creating playlists, volunteering, and learning about other cultures!
Fun Facts: I have undiagnosed ADHD, dyslexia, am queer identifying, gender non-conforming, and practice Shintō.
Blog:
Erie Autumn Skies will center around creativity and where I find inspiration. Expect postcard-poems, letters of prose, possible short stories, translated works of original poems, artwork, and so forth! I may post book reviews and travel photos now and then, too! This will be a writeblr blog and a personal blog! I am open to tag games, asks, etc. as long as they are writing related.
I'm open to DMs and collaborations if you ever want to chat or write together! Everything is okay to reblog. However, no resharing my work outside of Tumblr without my permission. Additionally, I'm open to requests for short poems as long as the prefered theme is included in your request and credit is given wherever the poem is shared.
WIPs:
Poetry Chapbooks
Book Recs:
Fiction Novels
Colorblock Interlude
Winterwood by Shea Ernshaw
The Littlest Tea Shop in Lower by J. Lofton
The Mirror Visitor Quartet by Christelle Dablos
Secrets & Stars by Alix Klingenberg
Sakura Park by Bailey Rae
And numerous others!
Pov My Pinterest Feed:
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All original posts will be tagged under erieautumn! Tag games will be tagged under erieautumn tags. Asks are under erieautumn asks.
It was nice to meet you! Happy to have you along on my creative journey and hang around for as long as you'd like! 🌸
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vaidehi-raghunatha · 19 days
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List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who liked or reblogged something from you! :3
Okay alright so here goes:
(Btw I've never thought of this before, I never really pondered on this question of the things that make me feel happy but still ig I'll give it a try)
1. BOOKS, BOOKS AND MORE BOOKS!! The first on the list, always, will remain books. I just cannot live without them, they're the bestest friends I've ever had, even more closer to me than my IRL friends actually. I remember my grandpa saying this one line to me always when I was young: that people don't just live their lives, they live their stories, stories that their destiny crafted for them, and since then I've always been hooked on to stories that intrigue me, inspire me, and fascinate me, so I'm someone who cannot live without books at all because I need to devour stories to survive lol, my sanity solely depends on how I dwell in my fantasies and dreams 24*7
2. Badminton 🏸!!! I never had a boyfriend or a love interest of any sort so I decided to fall in love with this sport instead lmao 🤣🤣🤣 but jokes aside, playing badminton is equivalent to breathing oxygen for survival at least for me, because this sport has taught me SO MUCH, even the limited amount of wisdom I have, is because of the millions of moments in time that I've dedicated to the game, badminton taught me to stay strong, to stay hopeful and to stay opportunistic lol. I made so many good friends in my journey of sporting, in fact I've visited half of India already thanks to the different national tournaments conducted periodically in different cities of the country, I owe so much to the game and ig I'll never be able to love a boy as much as I love this sport lmao 🤣🤣🤣 but yeah although I never got permission to pursue this sport professionally, I'm glad I at least got the opportunity to learn the skills and hone my talent in this field
3. My family: mom, dad, sistah and my pet German Spitz named Lucky, idk what I'd do without them 😭😭❤️❤️
4. Singing and dancing and poetry ARGHHHHH I WON'T SURVIVE IF I DON'T HAVE THESE IN MY LIFEEEEEE, penning short poems in Urdu, Hindi and English is a different level of luxury tbh, and who would not want to shuffle their legs and hands for a moment of bliss if there's a Krishna bhajan playing nearby? Who would not want to dance to the beat of the raindrops beneath the darkest of clouds to forget their miseries? Who would not want to hum to old retro duets of Lata ji and Kishore da if they hear it playing in some radio nearby? So u see, life without music, dance and poetry would obviously be equivalent to hell for anyone because these simple luxuries are what make life worth living
5. Idk what the heading for this should be, but.....amongst the top 5 things that make me happy, I absolutely have to mention this otherwise it would be dishonest on my part.
The biggest thing that gives me happiness is, seeing others laughing with a smile on their faces. There's so much of darkness and despair around us, isn't it? We try finding ways to get out of our traumas, our troubles, our battles, but what if there's no way out of it really? Don't they say that "struggle is the other name of life"?? We're born with our own personal destinies, our own ill fates and misfortunes, our own sufferings and burdens, and life is nothing but a constant process of making your way out of this mess, so sadness in a way is inevitable in everyone's life, but that doesn't mean happiness should be out of bounds right? U can find happiness in everything u see around you, everything that happens around you or what happens TO YOU, you just need to have the eyes to identify happiness and the heart to feel the bliss, as for me, I try finding happiness in other people's smiles, there are so many days when I have no reason to be happy, when I am constantly in a state of bad mood, but then when I help others out around me and see a smile on other's faces because of me, that's perhaps the happiest feeling I can ever experience, which is far more superior than all other sources of happiness I've described in the above 4 points. So perhaps "helping others out and making others smile around me" tops the list of "5 things that make me happy"
To everyone who came across this post, here's a happy hug 🫂✨ and the final thing I'd like to say is: I'M SOOOOO SOOOOO SOOOOO SOOOOO SOOOOO SORRY FOR SUCH A LONG POST PLEASE FORGIVE ME BUT I COULDN'T HELP IT SO PLEASE I'M SORRY IF MY LONG POST RUINED YOUR EYES
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indigo-brainspark · 2 years
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Ms Marvel Episode 4 Notes
So... this episode is set in my hometown Karachi, which I share with like, fifteen million people. Not an easy place to portray, but I think they got it spot on.
I was not in Karachi at the time the episode came out, so I'm writing this here now.
The glamor shots of everything were a bit much from my perspective. Though that's probably cause I've been here and I know the atmosphere, but most of the audience watching it hasn't even heard of this city. It's like if they have a movie in NYC and it zooms in on people sitting in traffic or going to libraries. Idk I've never been there.
I never realized how much the piss filter they put on all the """poor""" countries bothered me until they properly colored Karachi. I've seen a lot of people comment on how vivid the colors are, and it just makes me happy how people love the color in my city. I definitely get very self-deprecating about the appearance of my country from time to time, and it's not helped by the constant barrage of unflattering images they put on screen.
Can we talk about how rich this family is??? It's getting to me. The grandmother lives alone, on a massive freaking property, no renters, no nothing, huge yard, two floors, and judging by the landmarks we see, in the posh area of the city??? And the cousins are part of a boat club. Not just any boat club. A boat club so pretentious, it has a NO-JEANS POLICY. Where are these people getting this money, hot damn.
Yeah, on the topic of the no-jeans policy, that's not a normal thing. I'm just assuming this place is so posh, they get to say stupid shit like that.
The cousins are just really irresponsible. Imma just say it. They left their underage foreign cousin, who doesn't speak Urdu, or any other regional language, in the middle of the most crowded (and crime ridden) parts of Karachi, after she said she wanted to go to the train station, and also she's in massive trouble for absolutely wrecking her brother's wedding. This girl is probably planning on running away, and even if she wasn't, she's still going to get lost, scammed, or murdered, dear lord, you terrible people.
Funny story, I was actually at the Karachi train station a week before this episode came out. That's why I was able to pinpoint the fact that this wasn't shot in Pakistan, before the told the press that. The real train station doesn't have shading over the platforms. It's sun all the way, because we are assholes.
The aesthetic of the Red Dagger hideout is so cool. I've been travelling, and looking at a bunch of Mughal-era architecture, and you can see the inspiration they took from it.
This episode made me realize people have hot and sour soup that ISN'T red. Honey, what are you doing with ur lives 😭😭😭
On the subject of food, lots of takeout is served in plastic bags and no other containers, and the idea is to cut it open and empty it on a plate at home. Around a campfire, though, it's prolly best to eat straight from bag.
Paani puri is delicious. I don't like the spicy kind, it gets stuck in my throat. Get the thick, sweet kind, and put chickpeas on it, its great.
In regards to the road chase, I love how well they captured the environment, even though they couldn't be here. Yes, a family absolutely will attempt to squeeze onto a single bike. It's a money thing. Also, the women don't sit with a leg on either side of the bike. They usually sit sideways on the bike, as though it were a chair. It's stupid, and I hate it, (I'm allowed to say that cuz I'm a demigirl) and I'm astounded these women don't lose balance like that and fall to grievous injuries. It's not a required thing, but it's just something a lot of women do, but it gives me anxiety. It was carried on from the horse-riding era I think. Anyway desi women sitting at the back of bikes are absolutely badass.
I reverse-translated the verse "what you seek is seeking you" into Urdu, but it turns out that it was a reference to a Rumi poem, which was actually written in Persian, but it makes sense that Kamala couldn't tell that, because it uses the same alphabet as Urdu and Arabic.
I've heard the term ABCD around. But the only American-continent cousins I have are from Canada so we don't really use that in the family. Anyways, I only recently found out that the C does not mean Culturally. All this time I've been thinking its, American Born Culturally Desi, and its actually American Born Confused Desi💀.
Very in-character for desi people to just make fun of their youngers instead of writing something straightforward. My versions better, just saying.
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thepoetesss · 8 months
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MUJHE KAHA FURSAT KE MAIN MAUSAM SUHANA DEKHON, MAIN AAPKE YAAD SE NIKHLO TOH PHIR ZAMANA DEKHON❤️
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the-sound-ofrain · 1 year
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i really mean this. the day i started poetry - i don't exactly remember my first poem but i know that was naive for sure but i respected that i dared to do so. i never doubted that i'm not writing well, i kept my faith with the fact that this is all a process. i kept writing, i kept reading vintage poets, the new age writers & what i felt like i'm more of a vintage person. i kept peeling the layers, noticing every little details which also inspired me for photography too. i started receiving appraisal & compliments which made me believe i'm actually improving. when i got selected for world poetry community in Scotland i felt i'm worthy & that pat the shoulder of the poet in me. i innovated with hindi, urdu poetry - which gave me a wider perspective. i hadn't studied literature but then i started doing research in types of poetry.
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raplinesmoon · 2 years
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random question game, what is your favorite song lyric and why? :)
Hi Elle!! So I actually have three different lyrics I can think of for this haha, hopefully that’s okay!!
1) Lord Willin’ by Logic - Life ain’t picture perfect, we use the negatives to develop
I listen to this song before every major event in my life whether that’s a new first day of school, a major exam, an interview. I just like the photography metaphor and the inspiring message so much 😊
2) Ghalat Fehmi by Asim Azhar and Zenab Fatimah Sultan - Where did the sunlight bestowed by my virtues go?
This song is in Urdu, but the translation is truly the prettiest thing I’ve ever read, it’s like the perfect poem about feeling betrayed by a lover. I just think it’s cool lol
3) 134340 by BTS - What meaning is left of the fallen planet’s remaining life?
134340 is my absolute favorite BTS song, and I love this line so much, it evokes this deep sense of longing and nostalgia within me that makes me sad, but also makes me feel 😢
Ask me anything!
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waostudy · 1 month
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Allama Iqbal Essay in English: Exploring Iqbal's Legacy
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poetryimg · 2 months
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Immerse Yourself in the World of Urdu Poetry with PoetryIMG
PoetryIMG is your gateway to the captivating world of Urdu poetry and Shayari. Explore a curated collection of beautiful verses, find inspiration for your day, or simply appreciate the cultural richness of Urdu. From soul-stirring poems to heartwarming sayings, PoetryIMG has something for everyone
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